Nova
when fears are grounded,
It takes a second to get her feet situated again, the sand shifting around her digits as she tilts and adjusts. At least he doesn't seem to be judging her, the clinical nature of the stranger's analysis making it easier to calm her frustrations. He's taking it seriously and appears genuinely interested in helping her learn to fly, encouraging her to trust him a little more.
She blinks at the eagle, not having thought about the process enough to know how it works - only that it doesn't. So, as she considers his questions, her head tilts, confusion and mild curiosity twinkling down the bond as she deadpans, Uuuuh. I don't know.
Looking at her wings again, Nova spreads them slowly before flapping down. The back pair moves first, but the front pair decides it's their turn next, bumping into the middle pair before they start their progress down, causing a jumbled mess of discomfort that makes her feathers ruffle. Rather than get annoyed - beyond a tiny spark - she tries to think about the options he'd given her and what the experiment had revealed. I think... separate? Although she'll let him decide.
She blinks at the eagle, not having thought about the process enough to know how it works - only that it doesn't. So, as she considers his questions, her head tilts, confusion and mild curiosity twinkling down the bond as she deadpans, Uuuuh. I don't know.
Looking at her wings again, Nova spreads them slowly before flapping down. The back pair moves first, but the front pair decides it's their turn next, bumping into the middle pair before they start their progress down, causing a jumbled mess of discomfort that makes her feathers ruffle. Rather than get annoyed - beyond a tiny spark - she tries to think about the options he'd given her and what the experiment had revealed. I think... separate? Although she'll let him decide.
dreams take flight
